Local
Grooves
Mushroom
with Gary Floyd
Mad Dogs and
San Franciscans (Black Beauty)
Mushroom were and may still be a jazzy rock band stacked with serious
players who cook up a big, thick sound and do a lot of jamming. But
listen to Mad Dogs and San Franciscans and you'll find they're
also a convincing white soul band with the intelligence and good taste
to cover Spencer Davis Group's "Keep On Running" (Stevie Winwood's
finest moment with that band). Dogs has that sometimes dicey
mix of ambition and blind conviction that induces the group to tackle
Curtis Mayfield's "Pusherman," and as for the rest of the
material, well, it's a long way from "Compared to What," the
highlight of the band's last album. Mad Dogs includes loving
covers of Clarence Carter's "Slip Away," Leon Russell's "Delta
Lady," as done by Joe Cocker during his Mad Dogs and Englishmen
days, and Spirit's "I Got a Line on You." It's great material,
especially when you throw in singer Gary Floyd, who is as passionate
and convincing as Cocker was in his day. Floyd grabbed my attention
the first time I heard his Austin, Texas, punk band, the Dicks, do their
unforgettable "Dicks Hate the Police." He contributed the
soul-scraping, desperate vocal to Sister Double Happiness' "Freight
Train." If I wasn't so crazy about Black Kali Ma, his most recent
project, I'm crazy about him here. Mushroom and Gary Floyd perform
Wed/14, 19 Broadway, Fairfax. (415) 459-1091. Thurs/15, Bottom of the
Hill, S.F. (415) 621-4455. (J.H. Tompkins)
Theory of Ruin
Counter Culture
Nosebleed (Escape Artist)
Theory of Ruin crush. Do you like the really heavy and rocking thing
the Melvins do? How about the abrasively precise music the Jesus Lizard
used to generate? If so, you will totally be up on Theory's jock. Counter
Culture Nosebleed, their first release, is terse yet powerful
it's in and out before you even know what happened, and that's including
the 13-minute-plus "Blasted."
Nevertheless, this CD is worth your time if you have an interest
in the genre of "new" noise rock purposefully abrasive,
exploratory, generally working-class, and focused on the pure power
of the sound.
There are many great songs, but the one I always come back to is the
inexorably catchy "Asleep at the Wheel." David Link's sinister
bass line drives the song, locking in with wunderkind Ches Smith's punishing
drumming. The choruses explode with the power and precision a thousand
"heavy" bands dream about but never quite accomplish, and
the verses have an aura of creeping dread that few bands can pull off
without tedious pseudogothic theatrics. Theory of Ruin play May 29,
Edge, Palo Alto. (650) 324-3343, www.theoryofruin.net.
(Conan Neutron)